The mirror in the small bathroom was still fogged but the water in the bathtub was way colder than when you just got in. Martin just sat on his side of it looking at the water, trying to somehow cover his bruises and avoid your gaze. You could see him from stomach up as the rest was hidden under foam on the water.

You sat on the other side, scanning his bruises, cuts and marks from the seatbelt. You saw how he avoided your gaze. He promised to stop with car fights yet all the bruises was clearly fresh, so of the old ones haven’t even healed yet.

You both just sat there is silence, in the cold water as the anger slowly raised in your chest. He just stared at the water or around the bathroom covered in cold light that made the scene even more unease.

“Look I know I promised” he said sighing as he raised his gaze slightly but it didn’t reached your eyes. “Come on pet are you mad?” he asked and brush his black strands away from his face.